"Sleepovers are supposed to be fun!"

Caidence and Brielle are always begging for a sleepover. I keep telling Caid that when she is old enough to take care of her diabetes on her own, it'll be easier for her to have sleepovers. Then a few weeks ago Zach had to go to a tennis tournament out of town and it happened to be the same weekend Don had Scout camp and Alex was working the night shift so we all decided to head out to Jodi's for a big party. We had pizza, the kids were playing outside (yes, Jord was running around in her underwear) and we had already made our drink run to the gas station. I walked outside to watch the little girls playing on the tramp. They were playing Crack the Egg and Jord was in the middle. I'm glad I walked out when I did because all of a sudden, Jordy got bounced and started to cry, but curled up and I thought she was just taking in a breath before she let out the scream. I grabbed her to see if she was ok, but when I uncurled her I realized she wasn't breathing. She was bright blue and completely limp. I started running inside carrying her and yelling, "Jodi! Jodi!" and she immediately dialed 911. She still had a pulse and heartbeat, but was not waking up. The ambulance was one its way and she was still on the phone with 911 when Jord finally opened her eyes and started to cry. We guessed she was out about 2 minutes. At this point Caidence is bawling and luckily Kalee was there to handle her. Caid kept saying, "I thought sleepovers were supposed to be fun! If this is what sleepovers are like, I don't want sleepovers anymore! I am so worried about her. I just need to hug my pillow." Jord was finally able to talk and was telling me her neck hurt, but was pointing to her throat. When the paramedics got there, they checked her out and once she got up and walked outside with her blanket in hand and underwear wedged up her bum, they decided she was fine if we didn't want them to take her to the hospital. She must have just gotten whiplash and the wind knocked out of her and passed out.

As soon as they left, Jordyn was asking to get right back on the tramp. Caid frantically said, "No mom! Don't let her jump! Remember when she died?!" She was so distraught. She kept telling me to "just hold Jord and make sure she's ok." Poor girl. Anytime Jordyn started to cry over the next few days, Caid would tell her to stop before she turned blue.
We decided it was time to break out the smore stuff (and maybe end  the night with a call for a fire truck.) But the fire went over without any more issues.

Jordyn was back to her normal self in no time.

The kids watched movies and then we tried to get them settled down and to bed. Jord would not wind down and I finally found her asleep on the floor next to our bed around 2:00 in the morning (I had her in the pack n play next to the bed but she kept climbing out.)

It always takes some time for us to forget just how "fun" sleepovers are until we are ready to give in and plan another one. :)